Poor lyrics

I can’t rap about my life being great anymore
Every day I get so further to my guts all on the floor
And I’m on my way to slightly closing to slammin the door
And a hundred dollars feels like nothing cuz we are poor

Every day it gets worse
I feel like I have a curse

Money falling every day
Cuz our president is a joke and I don’t wanna stay
I have lost every sense of hope for the USA
It kinda really makes me wanna flippin move away

There’s always a shooting every month it feels so fake
This nations slowly falling apart
It’s starting to break
I stay cuz thеre is no better placе for steak
But I will live in a country with a non polluted lake

And they can actually for once take a break

I can’t rap about my life being great anymore
Every day I get so further to my guts all on the floor
And I’m on my way to slightly closing to slammin the door
And a hundred dollars feels like nothing cuz we are poor
Stocks are slowly falling down
Inflations wearing the crown

It’s not safe to live in town
Or you will get a bullet
And you will be falling down
Half the people here are over 350 pounds
And i ain’t not makin this up
Come here see and the clowns
You will laugh your head off

And you will be on the floor
It’s not even a joke every coast in here is so poor
New York, California Texas and Tennesse
And let’s not forget Arizona and Kentucky
And Kentucky

I can’t rap about my life being great anymore
Every day I get so further to my guts all on the floor
And I’m on my way to slightly closing to slammin the door
And a hundred dollars feels like nothing cuz we are poor